Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Congo and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sällskapet to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Aural Exciters,
Nation of Ulysses,
Radio Birdman,
Patti Smith,
Prince Buster,
The Cure,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Simply Red,
Warsaw,
Scion,
Michelle Simonal,
kango's stein massive,
The Gories,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
X-Ray Spex,
The Mummies,
Bootsy Collins,
Essential Logic,
Suburban Knight,
Max Romeo,
John Coltrane,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gichy Dan,
The Real Kids,
Wally Richardson,
Bob Dylan,
Swell Maps,
Anakelly,
Niagra,
The Selecter,
Sparks,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Sherman,
Cymande,
Terry Callier,
10cc,
Bill Near,
Soul II Soul,
Minor Threat,
Roy Ayers,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultravox,
The Electric Prunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Easy Going,
Tres Demented,
New Order,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Detroit Cobras,
Newcleus,
Gerry Rafferty,
Trumans Water,
48th St. Collective,
Half Japanese,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mission of Burma,
Los Fastidios,
Cecil Taylor,
Eddi Front,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joensuu 1685,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.